Temporary Heart Eclipse Poem by ryan general

“Coffee stains the mind” she says,
Across the table where she sat,
I turned to look her way to see
If it’s me she’s looking at…

For it’s a fairly crowded room
It could really be for anyone
But I’m sure to be the only guy
With a cappuccino in the hand…

Now I turn to see an angel,
Smiling right back at me
Like a flower taking power
Over a clueless little bee…

As my eyes froze, transfixed,
My heart felt warmth, my body felt heat,
Was it the temporary heart eclipse?

Or my cup of coffee being spilled?